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the-green-reaper:
Nothing interesting happens around here anymore, tell me, how have you been?
Perfectly, as always. And I wanted to thank you for your advice the other time. Those spells worked wonderfully.
ofinferiority:
he doesn’t move from his position any longer, simply stuck rocking slightly in his place on the ground. as soon as the curse hits him again, harder he releases a painfully ringing scream, arms wrapping around his own body.
Now, now, now, Rabastan. (He walks over to the other and kicks his side, forcing him to lie back against the ground, his wand still pointing at the man’s chest) Every time you sniff around her like a small lost dog, remember this is the reason she always chooses me. Remember you are the one on the floor crying and I’m the one standing.
luckbealuciustonight:
“Who? Tell me.” Lucius looked at him quizzically, it wasn’t like him not to take confidence in him. “Worse things? I am sorry. A traitor, worst a coward, in our midst is just as important as some assholes going on raids. It is all the same issue. Weed out the problems. I am sure he is abreast of both scenarios. So now are you going to tell me what the hell is going on or do I have to him? I am not fucking Rabastan, a glorified errand boy.”
Lucius you’re getting too worked up over nothing. We all know you’re nowhere near Rabastan Lestrange. I wasn’t trying to insult you that way. Unfortunately my problem wasn’t about a traitor or a coward. Sophia threw a rebellious fit and the best she could come up with was blowing up my mission. That’s the only reason Toots is still breathing.
softinsanity:
Damon blinked at Yaxley, feeling more then a little uneasy. He had nothing against him, but his presence always made him… feel a little off.
“I’m just wondering. I know He’s going to be curious, angry even and I need to have my story straight in case He thinks I’m involved.”
If you’re not guilty, then there’s nothing to straighten in your story. Besides, He is not going to ask you. You might believe you’re a big fish but this is the ocean, and it’s full of sharks. So I would learn my place if I were you.
ashazardous:
No, I’m nor drunk. Who do you think I am here? Alright –what’s the question?
I don’t know. Did you hear about those idiots who killed a secretary? It’s hard to trust people to do shit right these days. (He smirks) Have you seen my wife lately? We had a bit of a disagreement and now she’s running around believing she’s independent.
he hardly even has time to react to being released from the first curse before he’s hit with another. his mouth opens to release a loud, desperate scream of pain before whole body convulses and topples over onto the ground. his teeth clench in complete pain, eyes closed as his words hiss out. Fuck you.
(His smirk grows wider as he watches the man in front of him scream in pain) Not nearly good enough. (He shoots the curse again, full force this time)
he has no response to give other than exactly what’s been said. he pushed himself up, kneeling as he’s been told then opens his mouth to speak. the voice coming out is somewhat disconnected, almost robotic. I’m a pathetic worm. I’m worthless. My existence is useless and I deserve to be punished for how much of a waste of air I am.
Good. (He smirks) I must say I agree. You do deserve to be punished. (With a mischievous grin, he releases Rabastan from the spell, only to quickly flick his wand again) Crucio!
I shouldn’t? Because I’ll have you know she’s certainly not yours, you should try to hold that in your sick fucking head. he’s still stretching his arms out, trying to grab for his wand on the opposite side of him. You can call me whatever the hell you want, I’m still not the sick fuck here. I’d rather be weak than anything close to you. he practically growls up at him. She’s not coming back to you! Not after what you did to her! in another moment his words stop as he’s hit with his curse, his hands stopping the task for his wand.
Isn’t she? Because last time I checked she married me. When her life was in danger, she came running to me for protection. Can you blame her? What can you possibly give you? You can’t even hit me with a simple spell. You’re pathetic. Of course you’d rather be weak. That’s all you’ll ever be. (He laughs loudly as the spell hits) Now listen to my voice, and listen to it closely. You’re going to kneel. You kneel and repeat these words:
I’m a pathetic worm. I’m worthless. My existence is useless and I deserve to be punished for how much of a waste of air I am.
in a second he’s fallen to the ground, growling in frustration as he looks around for his wand. still his voice is raised, even though he has next to no form of attack remaining. Yes I’ve seen her you fucking asshole. You’re going to regret putting a hand on her!
Of course you have. You just couldn’t resist, could you? You just have to keep touching what isn’t yours. This pathetic attempt of being a hero is not going to impress her, I hope you know that. (He snorts, pointing his wand at Rabastan’s head) Look at yourself. You are weak. She is going to know how weak you are. When she comes back to me, and she will. I could kill you right now, but I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you see her next to me again. You can’t fight for anything, Rabastan, you can’t fight for yourself, even less for Sophia. (He lifts his wand once again) Imperio!
[she smiles hesitantly, finding Andrew rather unnerving, and nods] Oh. I didn’t realize she was there, my apologies for disturbing you. I just thought it odd. But never mind that. Oh no, I wouldn’t want to disrupt her while she’s there.
You don’t have to apologize. It’s adorable that you are worried about her, especially since you might become family soon. I’m sure she would appreciate your visit. Sophia doesn’t like to be alone for too long. She’s easily bored.
Fucking prick. he tries to keep his wand remaining in his hand, but once it flies out he just steps forward and results to hit him again.
(He just rolls his eyes, his wand already up, and quickly casts a spell so Rabastan will fall on the floor, his legs useless) What’s your problem, Lestrange? Why this sudden suicidal wish? You have seen her, haven’t you? And she sent you. She sent you to take care of me as the obedient rabid dog you are.
Alright, fair enough. Oh no I don’t really need fucking anything, just thought I’d drop the hell in.
Are you drunk? Please tell me you’re not planning on inviting me for a drink. I do have a question for you, though.
Damon nodded, trying to swallow his fear.
“The bookstore. The fire. Just wondering if you knew anything about it.”
Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. Why should I tell you?